Talk is cheap

Amusing conversations that have cheered me up in the past few days:

Co-worker: “Your hair is getting long, dude.”
JSR: “It’s like a wavy river of silver, flooding the 1970’s directly into your soul.”

[I step into a lift to go down to the car park. I’m carrying my cute lunch box with pictures of bears and stuff all over it.]

Contractor: “Is that your lunchbox?” (laughs)
JSR: (stony faced glare): “My girlfriend gave me this lunchbox.”
Contractor: ” … it’s really cool.”

[During a discussion of the video game BattleField 2]

Co-Worker: “So you’re lurking in the undergrowth with your sniper rifle, and you’re thinking all that stuff like ‘I am the Angel of Death, and the time of cleansing is at hand.” and “Don’t run, you’ll only die tired!” and “One shot.. one kill!’ and then BAM, someone airdrops a tank on you.”
JSR: “And says “LOL FAG”.”
Co-Worker: “Truly, that is the very essence of BF2.”


  1. nice lunchbox comeback. It is TEH LOL

  2. I think the lunchbox is awesome. I wish I had a girlfriend who made me nice packed lunches in a box covered in bears, and if anyone dissed it I’d kick their arse.

  3. haha

    lunchbox 0wnage. you’re a pretty big dude JSR, you’d be scary w/o the stony faced glare 😛